Chapter 16: Can't remember the line to blame me?

On the eve of the campus culture festival, the overall rain and rain, lucky thing: carbonated soda.
"Spring represents Su Sheng and hope; summer represents vitality and publicity! On this spring and summer transition day, the campus cultural festival of Yiling Middle School is grandly opened!"
Lin Xingchen will not forget that in the sweet voice of the radio station on this day, the class of the first three classes of high school will come to an end, and another sad rain in his youth has also begun at this time.
"According to the final voting result, our class' cultural festival show is tentatively set as a stage play." Zhang Lihua said, counting the orthography on the blackboard. "After the role is released, you can recommend yourself first, and the rest will be arranged by drawing lots. Today The class meeting is here, everyone.
Lin Xingchen was paralyzed on the stool like a mud of lost souls when all the surroundings began to discuss the cultural festival happily.
If it ’s just a chorus, it ’s so good. You do n’t need to be embarrassed when you are in the crowd. However, if it is a large-scale stage play in which the whole class has starred ... Judging from the predictive ability developed by his ten-year experience of water rebellion, this stage play may be a bit dangerous.
Sure enough, without a surprise, Lu Yibai's character is the most handsome and most eye-catching hero, which is quite commensurate with his status as "Bingshan male god". The role that Lin Xingchen draws also absolutely matches her debilitating status, that is, every girl will pray in her heart before the lottery, "Don't draw," the hot potato role-village aunt!
The rustic setting in the soil and the embarrassing lines of the embarrassment, condensed into two words, are "shameful".
"The script will be printed and sent to you later. From today, please come home and get familiar with your lines. In addition, I will go to the drama club outside the school this weekend to see if there are suitable costume props." Lu Yi Bai urged everyone involved in the drama.
Chen Yimu, who had been suppressing laughter, finally couldn't help it. He hammered the table and laughed loudly: "Ha ha ha ha, wouldn't that Lin Xingchen really want to dress up as a village aunt hundreds of years ago? Pang Pang Pang, I am ours The best-looking girl in the village, po ha ha ha ... "
As the first bomb was detonated, Cai Weiming and several other boys and girls laughed outright, until Luo Qinge pinched the joints of his fingers to Chen Yimu, who was the source of evil, and wanted to beat him like this: "Why, are you so excited to go to the village aunt!"
Feeling the real threat from the violent goddess, several arrogant guys, including Chen Yimu, only converged.
"Actually, I think this character is very deep ..."
"Yes, it is a test of personal talent and artistic discipline!"
"Hey……"
Originally, Lin Xingchen still planned to give it a try, but after hearing some classmates laugh with ridicule and surprise, she was not much motivated, and she seemed to be suddenly thrown into the season of heavy snow.
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It was rainy and continuous for several days, and the rehearsal of the first three classes of high school also seemed to be caught in the mud of the rain, and the progress was worrying.
Among them, the most crucial reason is that Lin Xingchen, who is a village aunt, is expressionless every time she rehearses. Seeing that the rehearsal programs of other classes have made good progress, it is really anxious for the first three classes.
"It's over. Today's rehearsal will be dragged into darkness by Lin Xingchen again."
"I really convinced her, it was already declining and stupid, and I didn't expect such a bad attitude."
"I think some people have problems too. She didn't get the villager herself, but she ridiculed herself in vain. She was happily happy. And the villager is a key role. It's very difficult and stressful to perform. Who will be in a good mood after being joked? If it is me, I will feel uncomfortable! "
"But what should we do if Lin Xingchen can't cheer up all the time?"
"Yeah, most of us are serious every day, and we have done so many preparations and extra props. But now, every time I rehearse Lin Xingchen, I am absent-minded. Let us those who have done seriously What do you think? "
Finally, the discussion in the class exploded.
Lin Xingchen tilted her head a little further and pretended to recite the lines. Although there was not much change in her expression, her heart was already mixed.
There are also discomforts and regrets. She also thought about ignoring certain unsightly eyes, trying to cooperate, but looking at unpleasant characters and things that do n’t catch a cold, she was really wronged and could n’t come up with anything. power.
"Okay, let's go home and have a rest today, let me talk." Lu Yibai came out of the crowd and ended the embarrassing rehearsal.
The rain was still falling, and the crowd slowly dispersed, with their own thoughts and feelings, just like the scattered raindrops.
Lu Yibai took a deep breath and came to the back of Lin Xingchen: "Lin Xingchen, I don't need to read the script tonight. I will rewrite the script after I go back. Tomorrow morning, everyone will get a new script."
"Oh, I got it, thank you for the monitor." Lin Xingchen rubbed away his schoolbag and prepared to leave.
"Lin Xingchen, do you really intend to keep going down like this?"
Listening to the increasingly urgent raindrops outside the window, Lin Xingchen muttered and replied: "It should be better every day ... right?"
"However, some things can't wait." Lu Yibai shone in front of Lin Xingchen, and his disappointed eyes could be seen from his eyes that were a little scary. "And, you were like this yesterday. I said the same thing the day before yesterday. I said the same thing three days ago. But as a result, there was no improvement at all.
"Hmm ..." Lin Xingchen bit her lip and lowered her head, her hands squeezing the corner of her clothes uneasyly.
"I understand your mood, and I know that some classmates are stubborn in some ways, but after they are taught, please also look at other people, most of them are supporting you and waiting for you." Lu Yibai Seriously said, "They carefully cooperate with each of your lines and every action, hoping to reduce your stress, but what have you done for this?"
"I have been trying hard to change these days, but everyone is a natural actor, can't remember the lines, and can't blame me ..."
He knew that he was wrong, but after being accused by Lu Yibai, Lin Xingchen felt aggrieved, and said weakly.
After listening to it, Lu Yibai increasingly hated the fact that iron was not steel: "Are you really paying attention to the rehearsals these days? And not only rehearsals, you often get distracted during class, and even forget some homework assignments many times , But would anyone who is more serious forget to write even the homework? "
"I ..." Lin Xingchen was a little guilty. She knew that she had become a habit with the words Ma Daha, but she was at a loss when she looked at the aggressive disappointment in the eyes of the landing.
"I really don't understand. You can be very smart. Why do you want to live so stupidly, so stupidly, and then pretend to be very optimistic and happy, and have been unable to cope with the status quo in front of you."
The rain stopped, along with the final quarrel between the two in the classroom.
After the hysterical heavy rain, all that remained was cold, silent silence.
Lu Yibai's words were like being recorded on a magnetic tape, and Lin Xingchen's brain became a tape recorder. Recalling his disappointment and aggressive annoyance that he hated iron and steel, Lin Xingchen only felt blocked in his heart.
Although he was right, he really worked hard to become optimistic and happy many times. Because some things are not done right, all previous efforts and positive denials are neglected. It really makes people feel that there is no support and understanding in this world, only regrets alone.